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Disneyland is the place to be, c'mon baby, just you and me
Hand in hand, to Disneyland, we go ! Not slow Happiest place, in the world until a madman grabs a girl Hand in hand, with the madman she goes - Oh oh Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin' madman is loose... in Disneyland Come here little girl if you wanna see Peter Pan's Magic Flight on L.S.D. Up and down, all around, we go - Whoa oh Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin' madman is loose... in Disneyland (in Disneyland) Madman is loose in Disneyland He's back here by popular demand Madman is loose in Disneyland He'll take no lip but he'll take your head Surprise, Surprise, I'm comin' at ya' live I sure as hell ain't Mickey Mouse I'm a killer in disguise You could run, you could hide But you ain't gettin' away 'cause I got you in my sight Axe wieldin', child stealin' I'm a mad mother, And I'm loose have you heard the news, madman sure is loose Got you by the noose, have his way with you Nothin' you can do, headlines in the news Madman sure is loose, in Disneyland Disneyland is the place to be, in California by the sea Sunny day, well A.O.K., for now, and how Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin' madman is loose... in Disneyland (in Disneyland) |
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written by Klaus Eichstadt, Roger Lahr and Whitfield Crane Suburban white alcoholic trash We ain't glam and we ain't trash We're victims of a society That fucks with me about sobriety They say don't drink this and don't drink that 'cause it does a little more than just make you fat It's a serious disease that you learn about in school And if your dad's an alcoholic then you'll be one too Now my mom and dad don't have a clue That the one-fifty-one is now eighty proof And all the times I borrowed the car Not as a ride but as a shitface bar Fuck yeah! I got the venom in my veins God damn! This shit is drivin' me insane Boo ya! I ain't ever gonna be the same Whiplash liquor, sure is quicker, it's the best! Weekend comes and my parents are gone It's time to party once I mow the lawn Havin' fun ain't that a fact It's rock 'n' roll in the cul-de-sac Invite everyone and your neighbors too It's gonna be a whacked out rock 'n roll zoo But don't be blabbin' it around my mother But invite everyone and your skate rat brother Fuck yeah! I got the venom in my veins God damn! This shit is drivin' me insane Boo ya! I ain't ever gonna be the same Whiplash liquor, makes you sicker, it's the best! |
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Too many times I've seen your kind
Washed upon the shore Too many times you locked me out Johnny knockin, knocking at your door You're looking past the mirror Yes you've reached the other side You're striving for the pinnacle But you're holding on too tight And when you hold the ticket For your one way ride You wonder where you're going And you can't hide Too bad, too bad, Johnny What you gonna do Too bad, too bad, Johnny Now your time is through So many highs and lows right now What are we to do You know we're trying so damn hard Johnny just to try and talk to you You're swimming in an ocean It's so black and cold I feel you got the notion And it's eating at your soul And when you hold the ticket For your one way ride You wonder where you're going And you can't hide Too bad, too bad, Johnny What you gonna do Too bad, too bad, Johnny Now your time is through She said, she knew the answer He was falling - falling faster Round and round and round - no where to go Someone had to help the boy He said no, no, no So many mixed emotions And they're driving you insane A grip on some reality Silence quiet on your window pain You're looking past the mirror Yes you've reached the other side You're striving for the pinnacle But you're holding on too tight |
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I, hate the rain and sunny weather,
and I, hate beach and mountains too; (and) I don't like a thing about the city, no, no, and I, I, I, hate the countryside too! And I, hate everything about you! ...everything about you! I, don't like a thing about your mother, and I, I hate your daddy's guts too, I don't like a thing about your sister, 'cause I think sex is overrated too. CHORUS and I, get sick when I'm around, I, can't stand to be around, I, hate everything about you! everything about you, everything about you, everything about you! BRIDGE Some say I've got a bad attitude, but that don't change the way I feel about you, and if you think this might be bringing me down, look again 'cause I ain't wearing no frown! SOLO I don't really care about your sister Fuck the little bitch 'cause I already kissed her One thing that I did to your lady I put her on the bed and she didn't say maybe I know you know everybody knows the way it comes, the way it's gonna go You think it's sad, well that's too bad, 'Cause I'm havin' A ball hatin' Every little thing about you! Everything about you, everything about I get sick when I'm around I can't stand to be around I hate everything about you |
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